I opened a teahouse in Shenjing, and it lasted a hundred thousand years.
The newly enthroned emperor was once a naughty boy who I taught him how to calligraphy; the world-famous swordsman was a beggar I casually taught; the oiran who is the most beautiful person in ancient and modern times all played music composed by me.
The changes of kingdoms and the rise and fall of dynasties are all the tea in my cup and the songs on my desk.
My name is Shen Changqing, an immortal who loves only two things in my life: making tea, and collecting all these three thousand mortal worlds into my illustrated book.
